Ah, weh-weh-weh (TLC Beatz, my race)
Okay (?), ah

Push' am Twizzla (Tach-tach)
In the bag Marlboro and Brikka (Wuh-wuh)
I am with ninjas and making my money
Come with fifteen Buheris full stoned into the booth (Brra)
Wesh-wesh, wesh-wesh, Amate
Get the goods out of the truck and seal the package
I sit for weeks just in front of the entrance
Constantly supplying patients in Marseille jersey (Brrt)
Kurd from the mountains, I carry the Nine at my tailbone (Woop)
Walk through the city and supply the nightlife
Pack Ta7schisch in cellophane, it's white, Chaye
I have stress with G's, that's why Nine at the waist (Pow, pow)
My brothers are under suspicion
When it comes to money, I'm a fox, stay awake at night (At night)
Hundred percent street, Shabab
Let your ship capsize, Choya, I'm a street pirate (Brra)

Choya, yes, we are shaped by criminality
Chaye, run at night from Guardia Civil
I come from where you go in with crowbars
Shabab and Cali, with us there are only fixed prices (Ahh)

Choya, yes, we are shaped by criminality
Chaye, run at night from Guardia Civil
I come from where you go in with crowbars
Shabab and Cali, with us there are only fixed prices (Ahh)

(TLC Beatz, my race) Wesh-wesh, wesh, wesh, Brada
Pack the packages, puff, puff the cigarette
I am on the road at night, for the stress marijuana
Let you burn like my Juan, yes, I flex you with Shabab (Hah)
I am accurate, Brakka, and quickly rip your posters
Connection to South Vienna, give kickdown in the car
She wants love, but gets Yarak in her mouth, no drama
When the stomach starts growling, you see us on Harraga (Haha)
Ensure top quality, yes, my Buname never sleeps
Fillings from Jay, come on, I see your jaw
Ortaks on Haze, who just take your head
And step on it in Mashkal, as if they were in FIFA (Wesh, wesh)
I am on the streets and have a piece in my luggage (Hah)
Your mommy pulls, I earn because I press
Wear the hood deep, Sa7bi, look, I flee
From the commissioner before he catches me

Choya, yes, we are shaped by criminality
Chaye, run at night from Guardia Civil
I come from where you go in with crowbars
Shabab and Cali, with us there are only fixed prices (Ahh)

Choya, yes, we are shaped by criminality
Chaye, run at night from Guardia Civil
I come from where you go in with crowbars
Shabab and Cali, with us there are only fixed prices (Ahh)
(TLC Beatz, my race)

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